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namelessalessandra · 1 year

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The song to my heart

Lando Norris x Reader

Plot: you and Lando have been friends for a while, but what happens when one night you dress up to go to the karaoke?

Warnings: none really, except for Lando wearing that shirt 🥵 plus English is not my first language so there could be some mistakes

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-Could you close my dress?- I ask to Pietra, who’s behind me doing her hair. She puts the brush on the cabinet and quickly turns to me with a smile.

-You look really good!- she comments after zipping the dress. I fix my hair on my shoulders and turn to look at her feeling my heart in my throat. I sketch a smile. It’s just a night out, it will be me, her, Max and Lando, but we decided to go big and getting well dressed so I wore my last purchase: a black, silky dress, long to just above the knees, and on the bodice some silver glitters cover the seams of the bust embellishing the whole thing. I matched some stockings with glitters, a silver pochette and a pair of black heels with some bows on the front made with glitter that look like the ones on the dress.

-You look really good too- I respond admiring her. She opted for a red dress with a slit on the right side of the skirt. She curled her long blonde hair and put a red lipstick that matches the color of the dress.

-Which bag do you think I should wear?- she asks taking two bags to show me. The first one is black, really simple, the second one is golden and covered in glitters. I indicate the second one without hesitating and she laughs.

-I won’t be the only one fully glittered tonight- I joke shrugging and she nods in agreement. We’re interrupted by Max’s voice calling for Pietra and she goes to him. I take the opportunity to focus on my makeup, I decided to keep it simple and on the shades of nude. When the blonde comes back I’m ready so I leave her some space to finish preparing herself and I spray myself some perfume before reaching Max and Lando in the other room.

-Hey guys- I call them to have their attention before making a pirouette. Max is live but still turns to me and smiles whistling.

-You look really good, (Y/N)!- he exclaims but soon he goes back to his live. He’s not ready yet so I roll my eyes. I see Lando getting up from the bed and coming closer to me. He wears a black shirt slightly opened on his chest, from where a silver chain shows up, and some black trousers. He smiles at me and I feel my cheeks getting hotter. I’ve had a crush on him for a while. We met thanks to Pietra, when she started dating Max she always brought me with them and the same goes for Lando, so we became friends. It’s just that with time I started paying attention to his attentions, his manners and the beautiful person that he is, and I fell in love. Pietra knows it, but I don’t know if Max or the concerned one know it too.

-You look beautiful, darling- he comments letting his gaze wander all over my body. I smile protruding me to kiss his cheek. Despite my heels I’m still a few centimetres lower than him. Lando moves his hands on my waist and I feel how warm they are through the thin fabric of my dress.

-You look really good too- I compliment soon after, but we’re interrupted by Max who laughs before turning to us.

-The chat says you two would be a cute couple- he makes fun of us. My eyes widen and I’m sure my cheeks are getting redder. Lando smiles, he’s embarrassed too, and gets away from me.

-Go get ready instead of bothering- he scolds him, I hurry to get away from the part of the room that the camera covers and seat on the bed.

-You take my place? I was about to finish a game- Max asks getting up from his seat. Lando takes his place and let’s him go away. I’m on the phone while Lando ends the game that Max started, silence reigns for a while.

-(Y/N), honey, why don’t you come here?- the driver asks out of the blue. I turn to look at him with wide eyes. He’s looking at me waiting but I shake my head.

-No, Lando. You know it’s not the case- I try to refuse but he moves his seat to turn to me and hands me out.

-come on, let’s entertain Max’s fans while he’s away! We’ll say so many bad things about him- he insists and so I give up. I get up and go to him, he taps on his leg. It’s not the first time I sit on his lap, since he’s made me feel at my ease since the first time we met, but doing it in front of a camera and millions of people makes me a little uncomfortable. Slowly I sit down, being careful to hold my weight on my feet and not on him.

-Relax, everything’s okay- he whispers in my ear and moves a hand to my hip, caressing it with delicacy. I sit better on him making myself comfortable, with my arm I surround his shoulders to keep my balance and he kisses my cheek.

-Your perfumes is really good- he comments making me laugh, I turn to the screen to look at the comments in the chat. Many people are making questions to Lando about the next race, some ask what are we going to do so elegant and others ask if we’re a couple. I hear Lando read one of the questions with low voice, while absent-mindedly caressing my hip.

-We’re going out for dinner, but nothing important. We only dressed up because Pietra and she made us do it- Lando jokes pointing at me with the hand that’s not on my hip. I burst out laughing looking at him and quickly turn to look at the screen.

-We just took advantage of the thing, guys they’re happier the us girls to dress up elegantly- I say, nodding with my head to give more credibility to my words. Lando tickles the hip he was caressing before ad I start laughing and moving over him. I’m about to fall, so he immediately stops and holds me by the waist to stabilise me and I get comfortable again.

-You’re too cute, are you sure you’re not a couple?- the question is read by Lando in that exact moment and I widen my eyes in shock. I feel my cheeks burning again and I look myself on screen. I’m blushing. Lando smiles mischievously while looking at me from the video.

-Here I am! We can end the live- Max interrupts the moment entering from the door and I sigh in relief.

-We’re not together guys, we’re just friends- I hear my hear sink to my stomach at Lando’s words, but I foce myself to smile and nod with my head to agree with him. I get up from his legs and leave the two guys to close their live while I get my blazer on. It’s black like my dress but it has silvers strass here and there. When the boys join us, we all go out together and drive to the pub.

The pub has a karaoke area, some round tables are scattered throughout the room and it’s almost full. As soon as the door closes behind us the heat surrounds me, I feel Lando put a hand on my back while he leans towards me

-what do you think, do you like it?- he asks in my ear, I nod with my head before looking at him. I smile and he reciprocates. Max, who booked, talks to the waiter and gets us to our table. Pietra and I sit between the two guys, Max takes place beside her and Lando next to me.

-Let me help you- the driver says when he sees me trying to take off my jacket, and without even waiting for an answer he gets up and takes it off of my shoulders. My hair slides around my face while I thank him. Lando places my jacket on my seat and then sits again. Pietra and Max are sharing a menù to decide what to order so I take one too. I let my gaze flow on all the dishes available, indecisively.

-Do you already know what to order?- Lando’s voice distracts me from my thought, I notice that he’s gotten closer to me and he’s talking in my ear. I shake my head to say no while someone goes on stage to sing.

-No, and you?- I ask softly, he points one very tempting dish with a finger

-even though this one looks really good too- he then comments pointing another one, so I decide to remove any doubt

-I can order this one and we can share, if you want?- I ask taking my eyes off of the paper to look at him. He nods going back to sit normally and when the waiter arrives we give our orders. Soon after Max and Lando start a conversation, so Pietra and I do the same, and when the boy next to me leans to say something to Max I feel his hand resting on my leg. I lose a beat and my heart goes up to my throat. Then I remember his words at the end of the live and I force myself to not think strange ideas. Pietra sees the driver’s gesture and looks at me trying to hide a smile. I wish to tell her not to be fooled, because Lando does not see me the same way that I see him, but it’s not appropriate to do it when he’s that close to me. Max bursts out laughing and Lando leans with his back to the chair without removing his hand from my leg.

-How about singing?- Pietra asks to get us involved in the conversation, Max leans to kiss her temple and says that it’s a great idea so she quickly starts talking again: -I have in idea! Let’s do duets! Max and I will sing a song, and you, (Y/N) will sing with Lando! We record it and let the followers decide who wins!- she proposes. The boys immediately agree to her idea and start making fun of each other. Our orders arrive while Pietra and Lando put our names in line for karaoke.

-Is everything alright?- Max asks while we’re alone, I turn to him and nod. I can’t obviously say to him that his best friend is taking my breath away since the night started, can I?

-Yes, I’m just a little nervous because of the karaoke. I don’t really like singing in front of people- I joke and he laughs nodding with his head.

-Lucky you, Lando is really good at catching attention, so even if you were the worst fool he would find a way not to make you feel embarrassed- he tries to reassure me and I nod in agreement. The other two come back to the table so we start eating. We take some pictures and videos, but mainly we enjoy our dinner talking. When our turn to sing at the karaoke arrives, Lando takes my hand taking me on stage. We take our microphones while I hear the first notes of the song that he chose. I can’t help but laugh. Friday from Riton starts and Lando sings the chorus. Pietra holds her phone and starts recording so I put the mic closer to my lips and start singing the verse. Lando widens his eyes in surprise when he hears my voice, but then quickly goes back to moving and clapping his hands in time.

Lando and I move around the small stage, he takes my hand and turns me around while he sings the chorus. We have fun like two crazy people and everyone in the room sings with us or clap their hands in time. At the end of the song Lando takes my hand intertwining our fingers and then raises them up as if we had won a prize. We bow to the audience and then go back to our table.

-(Y/N) I didn’t know you can sing that well!- Max exclaims when we go back, I laugh to hide my embarrassment.

-that’s true! We’re going to tear you guys up!- Lando exclaims still amused by the song. Max and Pietra sing their song and, just like my friend did for me, I take the phone to record them.

-They’re never going to win- Lando’s voice resonates at the end of the song while I stop the video. I look at him and start laughing, and then i agree. Pietra posts both our videos and the competition begins, in the mean time we enjoy the rest of our dinner.

When the night’s over and we leave the pub, the air outside is fresher. I squeeze in my blazer surrounding my hips with my arms. Pietra puts an arm on my shoulders

-did you have fun?- she asks happily, I nod leaning against her and we walk together. Max and Lando are a little further ahead talking to each other.

-He didn’t look away from you all night, not even for one second- my friend says whispering, obviously she’s talking about Lando. I sigh, the sentence at the end of the live still resonates in my head. I tell her everything with low voice to not let the boys hear us since they’re pretty close.

-He’s just an idiot, he’s a man. They need more time to understand things- she funnily murmurs and lets me go because we arrived to our car.

-Are you staying at our place?- the blonde girl asks me when we’re in the car, I shake my head.

-No, I don’t even have clothes to change- I respond so she only nods.

-I take her home. After leaving you guys, obviously. In this way you’ll have time to do things I don’t want to hear- Lando jokes, earning embarrassed reproaches from the blonde girl. Max drives till their house and gives the keys of his car to his friend. I greet both of them and sit beside Lando, who immediately turns the hearings and the engine on.

-Did you have fun?- he asks, more to have a conversation than anything else. I nod while setting on the seat and yawn.

-Very much, and you?- I quickly ask, Lando gives me a look and soon after goes back to watching the street. He smiles

-yes, even though there’s one thing that I would rather change- he answers moving his hands on the wheel. He looks a little nervous. I frown, confused.

-What? The food? Did you not like it?- I ask worried, he shakes his head

-No, it’s not the food- he quickly answers, he brakes at a traffic light and looks at me again. He takes a deep breath.

-Us two- he then says and, for the second time tonight, my heart breaks. The traffic light goes green and Lando strarts driving again, only to turn and stop outside my house. I hurry to open the car door without looking at him because I would burst into tears, I already feel my eyes pinching.

-(Y/N)- Lando calls me when I’m about to exit. I stop but I don’t dare turning. The door half open.

-I’m sorry if you wanted someone else instead of me. Maybe next time you can invite her before Pietra and Max ask me, so I won’t intrude- my voice breaks at the end of my sentence and I would love to slap myself.

-What?- Lando asks confused, I get out of the car quickly, to avoid humiliating myself even more and walk to the front door. I look into my purse, searching for the keys but they end up falling on the floor so I kneel to take them. That’s when Lando’s hand rests on mine stopping me.

-If you had given me time to explain myself, you would have realised that I suck at declaring myself. When I said I would’ve changed us two, I meant that…- he stops to take a deep breath and then starts talking again: -that tonight I wanted you to be more than a friend- he ends while taking my purse and my keys. We get up, his eyes chained to mine, making it almost hard to breath. Is this really happening?

-I wanted to tell the chat that you’re my girlfriend, I wanted to kiss you at the end of our song because your voice is beautiful and if we win that competition is just because of you, and I wanted to keep you closer because even sitting next to me you’re still too far away from me- he murmurs in an insecure voice, moves one step towards me and I raise a hand to caress his cheek.

-When we walk and I keep a hand on your back, it’s not just because I don’t want to lose you in the crowd, but because I need to keep you close. When I ask you to come play golf with me, Max and Pietra, even though I know that you girls won’t play but only watch us play, it’s because I want to have you in my life and I wish it was the same for you- Lando stops again to take another deep breath.

-(Y/N), if you don’t feel the same I don’t care. We can pretend that nothing happened and just be friends. But if there is even just a small, remote possibility that you want the same that I want…- I interrupt him because I don’t think I could handle any more from him tonight, I make our lips touch in a delicate kiss. Lando holds my waist sighing in my mouth and everything seems to finally go to the right place. When we separate, our eyes meet again and I can’t help but laugh.

-I guess Pietra was right then, you just needed time because you’re a man- I joke, his laugh breaks the silence and it’s one of the most beautiful sounds I have ever heard. I kiss his cheek, still incredulous for his words, and he holds me a little more against himself.

-I was afraid that Max was making my head whip up and that by confessing my feelings I could’ve ruined everything, but it wasn’t the case- he explains. So Max knew too. Now all the jokes and glances make sense.

-No, it wasn’t- I repeat his words, Lando doesn’t stop smiling while kissing me again.

-What do you think if next time we go out alone? Just you and me- he proposes immediately after, my confirmation arrives maybe too quickly but he doesn’t seem to bother

-Now I better go, before some fan of yours see us- I whisper after a while. His arms still holding me close to him. A part of me doesn’t want to let him go, but it will be better to keep everything private for a little while.

-See you tomorrow?- Lando asks with low voice, I nod with my head before kissing him again

-Yes, but you have to let me go now- I whisper, he sighs annoyed but lets me go and we separate.

-Be ready for breakfast, I’ll take you out- he tells making a big step behind. I move my head up and down to accept and open the door. I stand on the threshold to watch him get in the car and greet him with my hand when he starts it, then close the door as he leaves. All I have to do is go to sleep and hope that tomorrow comes early.

#tumblr #lando norris #max fewtrell #formula one #f1 #imagine #lando norris x reader #lando norris x you #lando norris x y/n #ln4 #lando norris imagine #lando norris fic #f1 x reader #f1 x y/n

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6rookie-writer0110 · 6 months

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Request - Barry Allen (grant) x male reader sfw headcanon

•Barry is very protective of you.

•He would always make sure that you ate something.

•If you didn't eat anything, he would surprise you with food.

•While in public he likes to hold hands with you.

•When you got sick, he would binge-watch a show or movies with you.

•now then you and Barry would say those three words to each other.

•You trust him with your secrets.

•For Halloween you dressed up as a cookie and he went as milk.

•Sometimes you would cook with him for dinner.

•He always smiles when he tells people you are his boyfriend.

•Sometimes, you and Barry would argue.

•Sometimes during date night or during conversations, he would use speed to leave and help people.

•You and Barry always cuddle.

•For your birthday he would surprise you with gifts and a cake.

•He likes it when you bake for him.

•Barry would use his speed when he plays Mario Kart with you.

•Barry would try to convince you to do karaoke with him.

•Barry did get jealous when a villain flirted with you.

•You forgot his birthday then you suspired him with a romantic dinner and cake.

•You would go away with Barry.

•When you are feeling down on yourself, he would tell you why he loves you.

•You would comfort him when he failed a mission.

•He has pictures of you on his phone and one of you two together in his wallet.

•When you cuddle with Barry, he won't let you go. He would rather stay in bed all morning.

•He likes it when you play with his hair.

•You and Barry would make out then Cisco and Calitin tell you two to stop.

•Barry would always smile when you touch his abs.

•Sometimes you would leave hickeys on his neck.

•He might not fully understand one of your interests but he would do research so you won't feel bad about talking about it.

•If you get drunk, he would take care of you.

•You and Barry always smile at each other after making out.

•When Barry is stressed out about work, you try to take him out and try to have fun.

#barry allen imagine #barry allen x you #barry allen x male reader #barry allen x reader #the flash x reader #the flash imagine #the flash x male reader #the flash headcanons #Barry Allen headcanon #x male reader #male!reader #male reader

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hearteyeshayley · 8 months

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I wanted to share another cut scene from my 40k TimKon fic Take me to the airport (call me from the platform)

this scene is from the draft where Tim is pining over their FWB situation and Kon fully believes that they've been dating for weeks. Also featuring Damian, who just came out as gay and needs some advice.

Tim didn’t know what to do.

He tried to think it through alone but his thoughts kept getting caught on the insane fact that out of everyone in the family Damian came out to him. It was too weird. It was probably a mixture of knowing Tim was gay, forced proximity, and the fact that Damian didn’t care about his opinion. He still felt pressure to be supportive. Now he was this wise older brother who Damian could come to for guidance and Tim wanted to crawl out of his skin. He’d barely come to terms with his own sexuality, how was he supposed to help a kid like the demon brat?

Eventually he confided in Kon and Kon, well. Kon had ideas.

“Let’s take him to a gay bar.”

“He’s fifteen.”

“Bribe the bouncers.”

Tim had no other ideas and eventually Kon came up with some arguments.

“It’ll be great,” he said, “You can be the cool older brother who takes him to his first gay bar. That’s exactly what a cool older brother would do.”

The Monastery was a gay bar in the heart of Metropolis. It looked grittier than it was with exposed brick and thick, red velvet curtains that made the whole bar feel like backstage. There was a stage and a runway in the back of the room where Tim, Kon, Bart, and Cassie had seen several drag shows.

On a Tuesday night, it wouldn’t be too wild. No DJs, no drag queens, no karaoke. Only a little glitter.

The Monastery was 18 and over.

Damian was 15 but he could pass.

Just not dressed like that.

Tim looked through his coat closet for something Damian could borrow.

“I’m dressed business casual.”

“You look like a kid who’s trying to look older,” said Tim, “You need to wear something that says college freshman casual.”

He pulled out a Metropolis University Sweatshirt and handed it to him. Damian looked disgusted.

“Is this the Clone’s?”

“He doesn’t keep his clothes here.”

Damian still had a wrinkle between his eyebrows.

“It’s not my size.”

“You’ll look like a college student. Instead of a kid at his middle school graduation.”

Damian took the sweatshirt. But he wasn’t happy about it.

Kon, Tim, and Damian, with his sweatshirt sleeves pushed up and a scowl, stood outside of The Monastery. They were behind a group of rowdy college kids who were either already drunk or theater majors. Tim had his arms crossed and his back against Kon’s side, only an inch between him. Close enough for his body heat and broad torso to block out the windy night.

“You’re gonna love this place,” Kon said to Damian.

“Tt.”

“I already regret this,” Tim murmured, turning his face into Kon.

“Relax,” Kon put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed. “This is gonna be great.”

Damian judgmentally side eyed a girl fumbling for her wallet in front of the massive bouncer. She had a half shaved head and nose piercing. The bouncer wasn’t asking everyone for their ID, just people he found suspiciously baby faced, and Tim cursed himself for not taking the extra time to throw together a fake for Damian. He’d done it for himself countless times.

“Stop glaring. It makes you look fifteen,” Tim said. Damian glared at him harder.

Finally, they approached the bouncer. He let them inside, without a second glance—

until he held out an arm in front of Tim.

“I’m gonna need to see some ID.”

Tim fished out his wallet and fought down the flare of annoyance that made him want to say something really douchey like do you know who I am or I’d like to see you stop me. Instead he calmly and with as much dignity as he could handed over his ID card. He even managed to keep his cool as the bouncer examined it closely with a flashlight and quizzed him on his birthday. Finally he was allowed to enter, though when he saw how thoroughly delighted Kon and Damian looked he wanted to turn back around and disappear into the night.

“Stop frowning. It makes you look fifteen,” said Damian. Kon laughed.

“I’ll get our drinks,” Tim snapped and pushed his way toward the bar.

“Come on, it’s funny,” Kon called after him. “It—” Tim didn’t look back so he turned to Damian and said, “he’ll get over it. Let’s get a table.”

They found a cherry red booth that circled around a small table. Rainbow lights were criss-crossed against the wall, casting everybody in a warm glow. The place was lively but not packed. Miley Cyrus played through the speakers but it wasn’t loud enough that you had to shout to be heard.

The last time Kon and Damian were alone, it’d been super awkward. But at least Damian had talked to him more than one word at a time.

“Have you been to a bar before?”

“Yes,” Damian said, like he was stupid for asking.

“Have you been drunk before?”

“No.”

Kon leaned back in the booth.

“Don’t worry, I’m not a cop. I won’t tell anyone. Not even Batman.”

Damian said nothing.

Kon drummed his fingers against the table.

“I went to my first gay bar when I was your age.”

“You were never my age.”

Kon exhaled.

“Or whatever,” he said, his eyes drifting toward the bar.

Tim was taking his sweet time. He used his super hearing but Tim wasn’t even talking to the bartender. He was casually leaned against the bar, looking devastatingly hot with his button up shirt and calculating gaze. His hair fell over his forehead in this effortless way that just dared you to run a hand through it. Someone would talk to him soon, probably offer to buy him a drink, and maybe Kon should go over there before they had a chance.

“How is a gay bar different from a straight bar?”

Kon turned back to Damian, who sounded really weird. It must be what he sounded like when he asked a genuine question. He didn’t want to look eager, so he took a second before answering.

“There’s more gay people.”

Damian scowled like he was making fun of him but that was Kon’s genuine answer. He hastily added.

“I mean— also, it has a different vibe. Like, the energy and everything. It’s cool to walk into a place and know most people are gay. And it makes it way easier to hit on guys.”

“Is that why we’re here?”

“No.” He fought down a smile because then Damian would be really pissed. “Tim and I just wanted to show you there are cool places out there where you can be who you are.”

“Who took you to your first gay bar?”

Kon had to smile at the memory.

“I was alone. And I didn’t know it was a gay bar when I wandered in, but it ended up being the best night ever. That’s where I hooked up with this hot guy who was like—”

“I didn’t ask,” Damian cut him off. “And I don’t want to throw up in these bathrooms.”

“Okay, okay…You know, I would’ve killed— metaphorically—” Damian narrowed his eyes but Kon continued obliviously, “to have an older brother with a cool boyfriend show me around back then. I really could’ve used someone to impart some wisdom. And buy some drinks.”

Damian raised an eyebrow.

Kon deflated an inch.

“Okay, so Tim won’t let me buy you a drink but maybe—”

“I don’t want a drink,” Damian said like he was stupid, a tone Kon was becoming more and more familiar with, “You called yourself his boyfriend.”

“Uh, yeah, because I am.”

Damian titled his head, taking his time to look him up and down, like he was really enjoying this.

“That’s not what he told me.”

Kon’s confident, laid back, façade cracked.

“What did he—”

Tim appeared balancing three drinks and placed them gently on the table.

“Okay, an Old Fashioned, a Manhattan, and a water for the teenager,” he stopped when he saw the look on Kon’s face. “What are you guys talking about?” He asked, ready to blame Damian.

“Nothing,” Kon said. “Thanks for the drink.” He moved to make room. Tim sat, but Kon had scooted more than he needed to, leaving too much space between them. Tim wrapped a hand around his drink.

“What’s the purpose of the stage?” Damian asked.

“They do drag shows,” Tim said, glancing at Kon who still looked bothered. “If you don’t know, drag shows are—”

“I know,” said Damian.

“Then, yeah, stuff like that,” he said before glancing at Kon’s drink. “Did you want something else?”

“I’m fine,” Kon said.

He picked up his glass then put it right back down. He didn’t want to do something just because Tim wanted him to. Even though he was thirsty now. Dammit.

“What did you say to him?” Tim asked Damian.

“He didn’t say anything. I told you, I’m fine.”

“In fact,” Damian said, sounding innocent in a way that was suspicious, “the clone was just telling me about the first time he went to a gay bar and the man he slept with.”

Tim’s incredulous look just made Kon defensive.

“I didn’t tell him the good parts. When did you go to your first gay bar?”

“Probably in college,” Tim said and took a sip of his Manhattan.

“You don’t remember?”

“Memory loss is a common side affect when you consume too much alcohol,” Damian said, very matter-of-factly.

“I wasn’t blackout drunk,” Tim rolled his eyes. “It was the summer before college and I went with a few friends from high school.”

“Your friends from high school are gay?” Damian asked.

“Some of them.”

“Who?”

“You don’t know them.”

Tim took another drink and Kon couldn’t sit back any longer while he looked so obviously uncomfortable. He leaned forward with his elbows on the table.

“They say one in four people are gay.”

“Who says that?” Damian asked the same time Tim said, “That doesn’t sound right.”

“It’s true,” Kon stood by the statistic he totally pulled out of his ass. He raised his eyebrows, “Makes you think about the Justice League.”

That pulled a short laugh out of Tim but Damian just looked at him like he was an idiot. Classic Damian.

The latest Doja Cat song played through the speakers and a large group of friends standing by the bar started singing along. Damian sipped his water and people watched them with a closed off expression. His eyes betrayed his curiosity, sweeping his surroundings and soaking up every detail. After their drinks were mostly gone Damian excused himself to go to the bathroom.

“Hey,” Kon said as soon as he was out of earshot.

“Hi,” Tim said, feeling the pleasant buzz of his drink in his limbs.

Tim looked so beautiful. The atmosphere of the bustling bar behind him made it look like an old photo, especially with the light hitting his face and softening all his features. It was the type of photo you showed your kids one day and said that’s what he looked like when we met.

“Should I get a second round?”

“Do you… Are we…”

Kon had a lot of practice looking stupid, but the question kept dying on his tongue. When Tim was looking at him like this, he really didn’t want to feel stupid.

“Are we what?”

A beat.

“Nothing. Nevermind. Let me get you a drink.”

#I love the Tim getting carded scene #kill your darlings etc.#timkon #timkon fic #Conner Kent fic #ao3 #batman #batman fic

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thingummies-and-whatsits · 10 months

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Lewis Fic Recs: Pride

In honor of Pride Month. As usual, feel free to add more fics to the list!

We Think Our Fathers Fools by blondeonblonde

13,134 Words, James/Robbie, Robbie & Mark Lewis, Not Rated, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings When Robbie's long-awaited trip to visit Mark in Australia ends up a disaster, he ends up learning more about his son, his sergeant, and himself than he ever imagined. James outing himself to ease Robbie's anxiety is so in character, and it's a joy to watch Robbie's growing relationship with his son—who's delightfully, smugly knowing when he finally visits Oxford.

Bait! by wendymr

22,955 Words, James/Robbie, Rated T, No Archive Warnings Apply James intervenes in a homophobic attack outside the local gay pub, but gets assigned to go undercover when the city's LGBT festival is threatened attacks. Robbie's not about to let him go undercover alone, leading to growing affection and misunderstanding between the two—and one feather-boa bedecked karaoke rendition of YMCA.

Life's Sweetest Reward by MistressKat

10,969 Words, James/Robbie, Rated T, No Archive Warnings Apply Robbie and James go undercover when death threats cause havoc at the first Oxford Annual LGBT Singles Cruise. This fic has an enjoyable cast of OCs, and the perfect amount of danger, mutual pining, jealousy, and Robbie looking good in a silk shirt.

Pride by Sarren

4,559 Words, James/Robbie, Rated G, No Archive Warnings Apply In which Robbie takes to Pride and drinking beer at the local gay pub like a duck to water, and James proves increasingly oblivious of Robbie's signals. That is, until he catches sight of him at a local poetry slam—with another man as his date.

I've Found My Way by perclexed

1,082 Words, James/?, Rated E, No Archive Warnings Apply Months after the Phoenix Case, James returns to Sanctuary and purges the last remnants of poison from his soul with the gentleman eying him across the dance floor, and reclaims pieces of what he'd given up to a church he cannot fully reconcile with. Darkly beautiful, yet scorching hot and joyous at the same time.

Other Places, Other Times by dogpoet

5,782 Words, James/Robbie, Rated E, No Archive Warnings Apply Established Relationship. "They would have gone to gaol if they'd been caught together." Dressed as Holmes and Watson for Laura's holiday costume party, Robbie reflects on his relationship with James, while James gets caught up in the past.

At Last by asparagusmama

670 Words, James/Robbie, Rated G, No Archive Warnings Apply Established Relationship. One unbearably hot summer evening finds Robbie and James walking along the Cherwell to cool off, and Robbie finally gets to ask James a perfectly legal question.

Amor Vincit Omnia by Lindenharp

500 Words, James/Robbie, Rated T, No Archive Warnings Apply Established Relationship. Gay marriage is legalised across the US, and the news report teaches Robbie and James a few things about the dance moves that kids are getting up to these days. With a dash of Greek philosophy thrown in for good measure.

as someone long prepared for the occasion by blindbatalex

6,064 Words, James/Robbie, Rated T, No Archive Warnings Apply When their car breaks down in the rain, Robbie and James finally have that long overdue conversation. This does a great job capturing James' prickly defensiveness when talking about personal topics, and the image of Robbie marking up and memorizing his guidebook on supporting your LGBT child sergeant is one of my favorite things ever.

Phoenix Rising by lysanatt

1,276 Words, James/Robbie, Rated T, No Archive Warnings Apply They don't talk with each other in the aftermath of the Phoenix Case, but Hathaway thinks he's finally found the courage for honesty. I love this interpretation of the Yorkie Bar, and it's always a treat seeing Robbie be the one to make the first move in coming out.

I'll Continue To Continue (and pretend no longer) by elrhiarhodan

3,843 Words, James/Robbie, Not Rated, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Allusions to Past Underage Rape/Non-Con (Mortmaigne) "I am a gay man. I am a police officer. I am James Hathaway. And I love you, Robbie Lewis." A deeply powerful story. In the wake of Mortmaigne's death, the lies and masks and misdirection come to an end.

#inspector lewis #itv lewis #robbie lewis #james hathaway #lewis/hathaway #LewisFicRecs #welp just squeaked this into the last few hours of pride month #there are a TON of amazing coming out fics in this fandom #many either involving LBoF #or rainy weather #and they couldn't all fit here so expect more in the future #also a ton of great undercover as gay fic #so that's in the future too #think of this as a preview for at least like five more lists about related theme lol XD

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i-write-boop-spoops · 1 year

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Dating Steven Stone in college! headcanons

zoinks! crawling out of the hell hole that is college to post some cute stuff about college (well mostly about stevie but anyways)

no warnings, just cute slice of life stuff :)

Enjoy!

Ah yes

Steven Stone

The somewhat eccentric, very handsome geology major, profficent battler and Devon heir

And you

His cute, frazzled, always fretting over assignments, s. o.

You two have a very sweet relationship

It’s actually Steven’s first – and he is so earnest and soft about it

Meeting up for coffee after class

Missing your next one since you’re enjoying each other’s company so much

Spending late nights working on assignments

Or singing your hearts out at karaoke night at the student’s bar

Sitting quietly next to each other in the library, studying away

Holding hands under the table <3

He doesn’t live in the dorms

Instead he stays just off campus, in a quaint apartment he shares with Wallace

(At least his room is, Wallace is a whole other story haha)

But Steven, as you learn, is far less austencacious and showy than his elite peers

He dresses better than 99% of the professors

You know it’s getting cold when he cracks out the sweater vests

(Which he wears all of three days since Hoenn is so tepid lol)

Often, you find yourselves just blabbering on about cool things you learn/do in your classes, while the other listens patiently, absolutely in love

Literally you’ve given each other powerpoint presentations on yout favourite topics

His notes are immacula

Even if you share 0 classes, you love reading over his notes since they are so aesthetically pleasing

He uses gel pens!!! The sparkly ones!!!

The typical student, my man lives off pot noodles and take-out

I mean, he can afford the fancy, actually good-for-you take-out, but my point still stands

He’ll never let you go hungry, that’s for sure

Not only is he a member of the sailing club

He's the captain

Don’t worry if you haven’t before – he’s a great teacher

Or battling, which is quite a common activity on campus

You think his Metang is pretty close to evolving!

Steven is always buying things for you

Textbooks, lunch, clothes, cute stationary, whatever

You, are broke

But you still do your best to give thanks to him

Like making him food, helping him study, getting him snacks

You got him a littleplush Drillbur keyring for his bag and he loves it!

He likes to give it lil squeezes

Is there a break coming up? Classes cancelled on Monday?

Steven’s offering to take you somewhere amazing!

Whether it’s his father’s mansion

Or somewhere more exotic!

Skiing in Kalos

Relaxing under the Alolan sun

Taking tea in Wyndon

Though you do end up studying a tiny bit on these trips

Things are rough if Mr. Rock Nerd himself is calling you a nerd!

Your favourite place is this cute cottage you stayed at in Mossdeep

It’s his favourite place too

(It’d make a nice home someday)

((Plenty of space for R O C K S))

You end up graduating together

Ready to see what the future holds!

You know you’re in Joseph’s good books, since the proudly-displayed, framed photo he has of Steven on his graduation day, has you in it too!

He’s talking about taking a gap year before he continues his education

Maybe taking on the Hoenn League?

You support him fully, knowing he'll do great

Great enough to be champion though? That's something you didn't expect

#steven stone #steven stone x reader #champion steven #champion steven x reader #steven stone headcanons #champion steven headcanons #silver haired dreamboat #fluff

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cangelgifs · 8 months

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How well (and/or poorly) would a Fuffy Cangel double date go?

I think it would be chaotic, but in a good way?

I've always believed that adult Cordy and adult Buffy would be really good friends if they'd gotten to know each other. And Angel and Faith already *are* good friends. And I'm assuming that, if Angel is with Cordy, and Buffy is with Faith, and the four of them can double date even, then BA are completely over each other and are in a mature place where they can actually be friends.

I see them setting out to do dinner and a movie but that of course going awry.

Cordy would want to try the popular new dining hot spot in LA, and would invite B and F and tell them it was 'Angel's treat' because business at AI was doing so well. Faith would be like, 'Angel's paying? We're there'. Buffy would try to be conscious of how much she was ordering because Angel was footing the bill, but Faith would order all the sides and appetizers she wanted, and Angel would look more and more constipated as his penny pinching old-man side was triggered.

Cordy would smuggle blood into the restaurant in a wine bottle so that Angel would have something to eat too.

At some point before dessert, the restaurant would be attacked by winged demons. Buffy would have to do that thing where she uses a knife to cut a slit into her very nice dress (and is not happy about it) in order to properly maneuver while fighting. Cordy would have a bunch of weapons stashed into her purse--which would be a fun call back to BTVS 1x11 when Buffy accidentally spills a bunch of weapons out of her purse in front of Cordy in the school hallway, and now Cordy's become someone who carries weapons around, too. BF and CA would both get to be the bamf battle couples they are and take out the demons.

Angel would try to get their meals comped because the restaurant was attacked and he's cheap like that.

The impromptu battle would cause them to miss the movie they were going to attend, but Cordy and Buffy would be determined not to let demons to ruin their big fancy night out, so they'd head to Caritas instead.

Cordy would pull out the emergency first aid kit she kept in Angel's car and would insist on everyone being patched up. Faith would flirt up a storm with Buffy and fully commit to her role as Faith 'Nightingale' when patching up B, but would fuss about being patched up in return. Buffy would know Faith secretly loved being fussed over because she'd gone so long without anyone caring for her and would be extra softTM with her.

When they finally got to Caritas, Buffy and Faith would hit the dance floor. Angel would be awkward and hesitant about dancing, but Cordy would be like 'I've got you, Big Guy' and would take the lead and steer him so that he didn't embarrass himself too much. They'd also slow dance a lot, no matter the temp of the song playing, because that's the kind of dancing Angel was most comfortable with. I see CA just swaying together and BF tearing it up lol.

Faith would keep ordering shots for everyone (and putting it on Angel's tab unbeknownst to him) and by the end of the night they'd be so tanked that they all did karaoke together, scarring Lorne's poor ears forevermore.

Thanks for the fun ask!

--whatisyourchildhoodtrauma

#ask #cangel #fuffy

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butimjustaliar · 7 months

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currently watching red white and royal blue despite the fact that i was initially very put off by the 30y/o cast, anyways, i think the casting works for the most part since their age isnt specified so i'm just kind of pretending they're 30 and it works out, but i think for some scenes it just literally doesnt work AT ALL.

anyways here's a list of scenes that (dont) work when pretending the characters are thirty instead of twenty (sorry i might have gotten less and less constructive the further i got)

the wedding: absolutely, the fact that their frontal lobes are supposed to befully developed makes this ten times funnier

staging photos and interview: absolutely, they arent sassy bc they are young and dont know any better, they are fully aware of what they are doing

broom closted of children's hospital: ehhhh, hard no, why are you awkwardky scrambling around on the floor??? you are not hormonal teens, get yourself together. also Alex being upset about sth so small is kind of giving frontal lobe not developed & insecure

new years party: neutral territory, dont have too many feeling about that

kiss at new years, specifically their facial expressions and body language: what inspired this list. frankly, horrible. they kiss with henry scrunching up his shoulders like he's trying to hide the fact he has a neck and alex not even touching him???? it looks like a bad kiss, and tbh at 30 i'd hope to kiss better than that ngl. replaying the scene and omg it's horrible. would make significantly more sense with younger actors bc what is this

Alex talking to Nora after the kiss: again, i think this isnt too bad, his outfit is truly horrendous, the concept of data analyst and dating henry's friend makes more sense when they are older anyway bc otherwise there'd be an age gap somewhere. dialogue wonky, bc her monologue about the signs he missed about himself, ooof. or maybe i'm just overestimating how self aware 30 year olds are

meeting prime minister and such: perfectly valid. hilarious.

(why are they suddenly making out, i'm ace, be considerate and fucking stop, jesus christ always with these horny people)

(post) make out (talk): fine ig

dinner in paris: yuppppp, works amazingly.

why tf are they being horny again? did i mention i'm ace? wtf is this stop petting each other what the hell i truly dont understand physical affaction

alex talking to his mom: hmmm, dont know, it's kind of weird to have a 30 year old that involved in his moms life. the discussion is kind of giving teen discussing with parent but also maybe i'm wrong and also i dont have that much experience with being son of the president

alex in texas: dressed like baseball dad. yes. regardless, the dialogue (their texts) is HORRENDOUS WHOA. PLS STOP.

wow they are desperately making out again. is it rlly like that when u're not ace? jesus

also zahra finding henry in the closet is fucking hilarious omg. comedy gold. top tier.

LITTLE LORD FUCKLEROY

coming out to mom: very cute, but calling it badky written and unrealistic bc my mum would never hold me in her arms like that and i'm bitter.

holiday: love it. horrible karaoke, and before you say it, i'm talking simoutanliously simultaneously (god bless auto correct) not good enough to be great but also not bad enough to be entertaining. flavourless.

alex has more boobs than i have which is very affirming for my non existent gender, thanks for the community service, i appreciate it

wow is henry trying to drown himself? bc same

12/10 for relatability regarding not being able to handle people showing any kind of affection

henry on a royal walk post break up: urghhhh, no. who tf realizes the momarchy is stupid at thirty. yeah better late than never but no fuck the monarchy

post break up fight and make up in britain: pretty valid ig, works for all ages i suppose. god i hate henry's accent it's horrendous on a galactical scale

MY LIFE IS THE CROWN, AND YOURS IS POLITICS, AND I WILL NOT TRADE ONE PRISON FOR ANOTHER.

hating the museum voice over. it's very oddly mixed. not an artistic choice i'd make personally

delted this paragraph earlier but i rlly need to get this off my chest, i personally think the actors are very unattractive. no idea why. not a bad thing, but it's been rlly bugging me, bc i feel like they are meant to be attractive, and i see them fitting beauty standards, but i've been thinking maybe they look unattractive bc they tried to make them look younger

THIS MOVIE IS ABOUT AN REVENGE OUTING??? god is not blessing america.

public statement: urghh, tentive no, but i think it's just badly written. again, hating the voice over. what is it with this movie and horrible voice overs?

also their call is giving soap opra why are they acting like they haven't seen each other in two years and thought the other died goodness gracious

meeting, playing piano, chatting: norrrr, dont like it, honestly if you're an unhappy royal in your thirties literally just leave em behind it's not that hard? be a little sure of urself you're not 15 anymore and you haven't been in a long time (in my humble opinion ftfteen should be one of the greatest periods of doubt for a person. all that teenage angst)

british accent so goofy i cant believe that's how initially learned english

talking to some royal highness guy: yeah no, again, any self respecting person with a fully developed frontal lobe would drop the f bomb and leave ("fuck you grandpa, i dont care about the nation, i wanna fuck love this handsome lad. goodbye, farewell, old man")

crowds forming: plot fots better for a coming of age movie, not one about thirty year old dudes

election: fine ig

also the election is soo not that plot relevant, what's the point showing the result? what a whack ass plot point just to then have them go to alex' childhood home? what the hell

in conclusion: very cute movie, horrible writing kind of, but definitely some good moments in there. choice of actors definitely odd, bad in a lot of expected ways, but also not that bad ig. wouldn't rewatch, but would definitely watch compilations of it on youtube bc comedy (it's why i watched it in the first place!)

#red white and royal blue #red white & royal blue #hostmblr #rambles

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"Fuck it...Why not?," Grief mumbles.

your name: "Rei Faust. Though most call me Grief."

Romantic or platonic?: "I accept either one. I just...hate being alone."

A night in or dinner out or an activity?: "All of the above, if that's an option. Whole point in hanging with someone is to hang with them. Doesn't matter where."

Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: "Chocolate. Just chocolate. I'm uh...allergic to strawberries and I ant a fan of ice cream cause of how rich it tends to be. Sorbet is good though."

What's your perfect date?: "A movie, maybe check out a play at the local theater. Dinner after perhaps?"

Would you cook for me?: "I would, but my skills in the kitchen aren't great. I need a tutor for culinary skills just as bad as sword"

Would you let me cook for you?: "Yes. I appreciate anyone willing to cook."

Can we make-out?: "I'd like to know a person more first. Though, I think that'd be a moot point considering we kinda already did. If ya count biting me as making out."

Make out in private or in public?: "Private. I'm not one for pda."

Do you like to cuddle?: "Haven't really done that before so I don't know if I do or not."

Blankets or no blankets for cuddling?: "I find if folks want to cuddle, having blankets around just gets in the way."

Couch or bed?: "Anywhere that's comfortable. I'm not fussy."

What are at least 3 hobbies of yours?: "Karaoke, watchin' musicals, fencing. The fencing thing is sorta a new thing for me. Picked it back up after quitting fencing club at high school. Too many prissy folks that ticked me off."

Tell me something about you no else knows: "I'm not fully human. Just half, which is the physical form you see right now. I don't share that info because most half-breeds like me have a shitty reputation."

Why do you want to be my valentine?: "You seem entertaining and far more rational than the majority I've met."

What makes you a good Valentine?: "I don't. I try to be, but I fuck it up every time. Last bloke I dated set my dress on fire during a play."

"My condolences about that previous pathetic date-mate of yours. I've had my own share of mates like that. Pretending they love you, only to end up destroying things when you do something they don't like. Or if they feel the need to assert their will.

"Valentine's Day may be over already, but I think a lady like yourself who knows how to have a fun night would be a catch.

"A good meal, at home or at a restaurant, and a play. With so many theatres around, we could find something that compliments both our tastes. And then, once it's over and the sun is long below the horizon, I can happily invite you to my abode for a passionate night in. We could certainly come to know each other.

"And, for clarity's sake, no, I don't count a bite and drink as 'making out.' That wasn't a kiss, just a meal."

Then he chuckled. "Though I must say. I'm more rational than the majority of what? Vampires? How foolish they must be if I'm more rational."

#vampire #there's a beautiful irony in this post

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she-karev · 3 months

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Signs and Secrets

Chapter: One of Two

Age Rating: 12+

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy

AN: Hey guys this chapter will take place in season 14 episode 7 of Grey’s Anatomy. This chapter will feature deaf representation and Amber will use ASL as she talks to a patient. I cast the magnificent Millicent Simmonds as the patient.

Summary: Amber works at the clinic when a roller coaster crashed while her intern friends gossip and speculate over who she’s dating.

Words: 5097

I lie in bed feeling rested as I wake up to the feeling of an arm wrapping itself around my torso. I grin at the feeling because I spent the night at DeLuca’s place and we kept each other company all night long. After karaoke last night, I drove to DeLuca’s place after he left the bar so we wouldn’t raise suspicion. I arrived and we spent the night watching Grease on a laptop in bed and I sang the lyrics as the scenes played. Andrew found it hilarious at first and then he just gazed at me like he was at an Adele concert. The crazy thing is the night was great even without sex.

We just talked and laughed and sang and we had our clothes on the whole time. Most of my other relationships ended the day in sex but this one ended with us in bed fully clothes and holding each other. I never liked being the little spoon because it makes me physically hot and I wake up sweaty but I didn’t wake up sweaty I woke up happy. I turn my head over my shoulder and grin at DeLuca as he kisses my cheek.

“Good morning.”

I moan sleepily, “It is now. Morning.” Andrew kisses me and I happily kiss back before pulling back and turning on my phone. I groan at the time, “We gotta get to work. You’ll be assisting and I’ll be delivering lab results. I am a freaking office worker.” Andrew chuckles at my bitterness and I continue, “If I wanted to deliver papers, I would have rejected college and go straight to a paper making business. I actually considered that, I thought college was pointless and look it was.”

“It’s all part of the job you have to work your way up and prove you belong in an O.R.” He strokes my arm, “I should know I’ve got two years on you just push through it.”

Andrews kisses my shoulder but I’m still peeved even when he’s being sweet, “You know I was salutatorian in high school, I have an honors degree from Iowa State and top of my class at NYU. All I’ve done is push through crap just so I can get this spot and yet the closest to a body I’ve seen is yours and it wasn’t to operate.”

“It would be alarming if you did.” Andrew chuckles but I glare at him for joking when I’m frustrated, “I can see you’re upset how about I pick up some breakfast for us on the way? There’s a café on the way that serves the best egg muffins.”

“As tasty as that sounds why don’t we just make some actual eggs here instead of wasting money?” Andrew has made it his mission to leave right after our alarms go off and it’s making me curious, “What are you hiding DeLuca? Do you have another intern in another guest room waiting for you?”

We both chuckle, “No I wish.” I stop laughing and glare at him and he realizes what he said, “That’s not what I meant I swear. It’s just my sister could be out there with Dr. Hunt and the first time you met her she was half naked and I don’t want to repeat that.”

I look at him confused over Carina’s change in sex partners, “I thought she was with Dr. Robbins?”

Andrew clicks his tongue and has an annoyed look, “Yeah, she was but Arizona wanted a break to focus on her daughter and Carina’s focus shifted from her to Hunt. So that’s two roommates my sister has slept with since she got here.” I look at him in shock before laughing at his family dilemma and he chuckles bitterly, “I’m glad my misery is so amusing to you, you can get dressed and get out.”

I know he’s not serious but I want to rectify, “No come on I’m just playing with you. At least now I see why you wanted to spend the night at my place even though you almost broke your ankle because the walls are so close to the bed.”

Andrew chuckles, “Yeah and it’s kind of degrading that an intern has her own place before me. How did you manage that?”

“I’m a low maintenance person, I don’t need a lot of closet space and I can do wonders with a stove and no oven.” The studio apartment I’m renting doesn’t have an oven so my dinner is mostly mac and cheese, ramen, rice or boiled chicken. It’s not exactly gourmet but it keeps me alive and I have a fridge for the fruit and vegetables.

“Well, we should get going, the Harper Avery’s are on tonight and I don’t want to miss it.”

My eyes lit up, “Oh yeah! Grey is gonna win I mean come on how can she not but your right we should go my friends did the night shift after Joe’s so I have a sleep advantage today.”

Andrew looks at me in mild surprise, “Did you just call the interns your friends? The same interns you called what was it? Oh yeah ‘examples of the millennial generation being the end of the human race.’ I think you called them.”

I shrug, “Well I guess a night of singing to beat a douchey intern you all hate makes you form bonds. But just to be clear this isn’t gonna stop me from beating them all and getting top spot for the next five years.”

“I don’t doubt it and this aggressive ambition of yours is very hot.” Andrew kisses me and I make out with him for few moments until a pull back.

“Nope.” I stand up in my white crop top and white panties and groan that I didn’t bring a change of clothes. I go to one of the drawers and pull out a pair of his black boxer briefs, “Can I borrow these? I have this thing where if I wear the same underwear twice it’ll stay in my head the rest of the day and I’m not sure if your sister brought an extra pair.”

He grins as he stands up in his tank top and sweats, “Sure and hey maybe tonight we can meet at your place.”

“I can’t.” I put on his underwear that are a little loose but they fit as I put on my black jeans, “I have the night shift but hey maybe I can ‘accidentally’ run into you in an on-call room before your shift ends.”

“You know as hot as this whole sneaking around our coworker’s is I feel like it’s moot since Hunt, Webber, Carina, Alex, Robbins and Jo already know and sooner or later one of them is gonna break and tell a nurse. Why not just tell people and get it over with?”

“Because I don’t need my friends to think I’m using nepotism and sex to scrub in. I mean we’re just getting along and I don’t want to give them ammo to shoot me down.” I explain as I grab my backpack, “Look odds are the people who know aren’t gonna say anything because it is none of their business and I made it clear last night I can hurt them.”

Andrew grins at the memory of how she handled that horny frat guy, “Well they already know your seeing someone and they’re not stupid Amber.”

I snort, “Trust me they are. Spending 12 years of your life inside a library away from parties and relationships makes you socially inept. They aren’t gonna notice unless I let them notice and they’re not gonna think too much on it because intern year is hell, it’s like a lobotomy but with scalpels.”

Andrew thinks for a moment before responding, “You’ve thought this through, haven’t you?”

“I only have 10 years of sheltered education and unlike them I went out to socialize once or twice. If you haven’t been to an art gallery opening the four years you live in New York your dead. Now come on let’s go.”

He takes his tank top off and walks to his drawers, “Give me a second I gotta change.” I leave him to change and my thirst for coffee takes over.

I walk down the hall and I walk towards the kitchen to get coffee when a shocking sight causes me to freeze and yell out, “Oh my god!”

A very naked Dr. Hunt is kissing Carina DeLuca who is only wearing an apron and her butt was the first thing that caught my attention because her back is towards me. They look at me and only Hunt looks horrified out of the two, which makes sense since Carina has already been through this with me before.

“Oh my god.” Hunt says in terror and grabs a kitchen towel to cover himself but it’s futile since it’s so small.

I cover my eyes so I don’t see this twisted Adam and Eve scene, “I-I am so sorry I was just gonna get coffee. I-I didn’t see anything I swear.”

I hear Carina speak first nonchalantly like I caught her with her hand in a cookie jar, “It’s not problem Dr. Karev it’s not the first time this happened with us.”

I nod and decide to retreat, “Yeah, I’m gonna go I’ll see you both at the hospital.” I turn fast with my hand still in front of my eyes. I hit my elbow with the doorway and I feel a sharp shooting pain causing me to yell out, “Ow! Shit!”

Andrew runs out fully clothed clearly hearing me yelling, “What? What is it? What’s wrong? Oh my god!” DeLuca sees what caused me to panic and turns the other direction clearly traumatized and curses out in Italian to Carina who thankfully for Andrew was facing him in the front instead of the back. Carina is either apologizing in her native tongue or defending herself I can’t tell because I’m holding my elbow trying to not look inside the kitchen.

“K-Karev are you okay do you need any ice?” Hunt tries to come forward and I hold my hand out horrified to signal stop.

“No!” I yell out and Hunt stops, “Do not come any closer! This does not look great Hunt. Andrew, we need to go now!” Andrew nods full heartedly and runs to the door I follow after getting my backpack from the floor. We both exit the house and pause on the front porch still in shock.

“…We will never speak of this again.” I nod at Andrew’s serious statement and we both walk to my car and I am still aghast that now my boss and I have seen each other naked and I saw Carina DeLuca half naked twice. I feel like I won a record for both categories.

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“I bet it’s Avery.” Helm speculates with Schmitt, Parker, Qadri and Roy as they get ready for work, “I mean you know the saying ‘beautiful people breed together’ and she’s been in his service the last couple of days.”

Qadri scoffs by her locker putting her coat on, “No that’s not possible I don’t think it’s Avery he’s too classy to shag up with an intern on her first week.”

“You’re only saying that hoping it’s you he breaks the rules with.” Helm says with a cruel grin.

Qadri blushes, “I-I-I don’t know where you get that idea.” The others chuckle unconvinced and she rolls her eyes, “Come on! You’ve all seen him you’d have to be blind or ace not to find him hot.”

“Avery isn’t a bad theory.” Roy grins, “I heard he did it with Dr. Edwards when she was an intern plus most of the attendings here had sex with an intern or resident once or twice in the on-call room. The nurses complain a lot.”

Qadri winces at the mention of how the on-call rooms are used, “Well I think it’s Dr. Warren, he’s beautiful too and she spent our first week here in the pit learning under him. Maybe she’s learning under him outside of work.” Qadri says with a mischievous grin.

Helm snaps at her, “You really think she’s getting her supply from the chief’s husband?”

Qadri’s eyes widen in shock, “Wait he’s married to the chief?” The others say yes making her feel stupid, “Well there goes my theory unless they have some kind of arrangement.”

“How do we know it’s someone who works here?” Schmitt asks putting his stethoscope around his neck, “It could be someone from med school or New York.”

“It could be, maybe it’s a stockbroker those are big in NYC or maybe an attending at Langone or-” Qadri gasps, “Maybe it’s a celebrity! I mean it’s New York and she’s a theater geek maybe it’s a Broadway star.” Qadri gasps louder, “You guys…what if it’s Lin Manuel Miranda? What if she’s dating Hamilton?!”

“Then that would make strange foreplay.” Helm says sarcastically, “It has to be someone here we have no lives here or in med school and we don’t have time to meet normal people like Hamilton.” She turns to Casey who is putting his shoes on, “Casey you must know something, you’re the only one she likes and talks to out of all of us.”

“Yeah because you all are whispering about her love life like TMZ.” Casey stands up, “Besides I don’t like gossip and I don’t know also I don’t care who she has in her bed.”

Qadri rolls her eyes, “You suck man.”

“Do you think that’s why she hasn’t shown any interest in me?” Roy asks.

They all say no and Roy’s ego deflates due to this. Amber enters the locker room causing them all to quiet down. Amber narrows her eyes as she opens her locker, Qadri approaches her with a knowing grin.

“Same clothes as yesterday?” Amber looks at the white crop top and black jeans she wore to Joe’s last night and looks at Dahlia confused, “Do we have ourselves a walk of shame She-Karev?”

Amber takes her jacket off and tosses it to Qadri covering her grinning face, “I’m working 80 hours a week on a crap salary and trying to afford my apartment in the city. I don’t have time to do laundry so I just wear the least dirty clothes I have.” Qadri takes the jacket away from her face as Amber takes her clothes off, “Now I know you all are interested in who I am spending my very little free time with so just ask away.”

“Don’t do it.” Helm says bitterly, “She’s just gonna say ‘screw off’ ‘none of your business’ or ‘go to hell’ and we’ll be left to speculate more.”

“I’ll take my chances.” Schmitt says and asks Amber, “Who’s the guy Amber?”

“None of your business.” Amber snaps as she puts her black sweater on and Helm grins at being right while Schmitt frowns, “So who’s the top contender Regis and Kelly? I’m curious and I need something to brighten up my morning.”

“Well, I think it’s Avery.” Helm says.

“And I think it’s Eddie from radiology.” Amber rolls her eyes at Schmitt’s guess as she puts her light blue scrub top on, “I’ve seen him looking at you when you got the films from him the other day.”

“At first I thought it was Warren.”

Amber looks at Dahlia dumbfounded as she takes her jeans off, “He’s married to the chief you imbecile.”

“I didn’t know until a few minutes ago give me a break!” Dahlia says frustrated but calms down, “Anyway now I think it’s Alexander Hamilton. Is it?”

Amber looks at her confused as she takes her jeans off and her underwear catches Roy’s attention, “Nice boxer’s She-Karev.”

Helm gasps, “OooOoo you’re wearing his boxers scandalous!”

“I don’t like panties and men’s underwear are more freeing and they don’t chafe.” Roy chuckles at her excuse, “Plus I wear these better than any of you especially Roy I fill the space in more than he does.” The others chuckle at my emasculating comment.

Qadri continues, “So yeah, Helm’s got Avery, Schmitt has Eddie and I have Lin Manuel Miranda.”

“And I don’t care.” Casey says bluntly.

Amber puts her hair in a messy bun and looks at them all blankly, “Well at least you didn’t throw in Alex Karev because that would be insulting to me on so many levels and just plain disturbing.”

“Y-Yeah it would be given how he’s your brother.” Schmitt adds and Amber glares at him, “And you already know that hence why you made a joke.”

Qadri chuckles, “Come on just tell us I mean if he works here and you’re with him we’re gonna notice the sexual chemistry immediately.”

“I’m sorry but what’s your main resource for sensing sexual tension between a couple?” Amber asks facing Qadri, “Is it The Vampire Diaries or The OC?”

Qadri scoffs, “No…okay fine maybe I did, come on! Give us something it is killing us.”

“Keep on bothering me about my personal life and I’ll kill you instead.” Amber slams her locker door and turns to all of them, “You know what guys just because we see each other almost every day doesn’t mean we have to be friends and share every little thing like we’re in high school.”

“We basically missed out on high school and intern year is our way of making up for it.” Helm states.

“Yeah and what else can we be if not friends?” Qadri asks.

“Coworkers.” Amber answers factly, “And coworkers don’t bagger coworkers about their sex lives. It’s bordering on inappropriate and Roy is a good example of why you need to stop.”

Roy looks at her offended, “Hey.”

“Okay you make a good point.” Qadri finally backs off, “God knows I don’t want to become another Roy.”

“Hey!” Roy yells out more offended.

Amber chuckles and Parker speaks up, “Okay enough about She-Karev let’s get to the work talk, is there any word on who our chief resident is? I’ve been here for like two weeks and I haven’t heard anything.”

“Me neither.” Helm chimes in, “I mean you would think they’d choose one before we got here.”

“Do you know anything Barbie?” Roy asks Amber, “Your brother is the chief of peds didn’t he say anything during Sunday dinner?”

“Just because I’m an egg mass in the frog cycle like all of you doesn’t mean I can give out privileged information my brother slash boss gave to me.”

Parker catches the lie, “You don’t know who it is either do you?”

“What happened to not caring Parker?” Amber hisses before they all hear a person clearing their throat loudly and turn to find Jo Wilson and Andrew DeLuca standing there ready to give them their assignments.

“If you all are done gossiping on things that aren’t in your caliber to know line up so we can give you your assignments for the day.” Jo commands and the six of them stand at attention, “Helm you have post ops with Shepherd, Roy and Schmitt you’re with DeLuca at the pit, Parker your with Kepner and Karev your on scut.” Suddenly their phones all beep and they check that a major trauma in an amusement park is coming to the pit causing them to suddenly get giddy, “Okay change of plans all of the interns and residents go to the pit and help out wherever you can let’s go!”

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I power walk with Qadri to the pit and we gown and glove each other. I was this close to spending another day on scut and losing my mind when that page came in and saved me. A trauma from an amusement park means a lot of injuries and more chances for me to scrub in.

After helping Qadri, I snap my gloves on, “I’m gonna scrub in first.”

“No I am.” Helm says in equal ruthlessness, “You can go do some scut.”

“Please if anyone’s gonna see an O.R. first it’s me.” Roy says smugly.

Schmitt chimes in, “Well maybe I’ll scrub in.”

I laugh at him and he frowns, “Don’t make me laugh Glasses I need to keep my focus when I leave you dorks eating my dust.”

“I can’t decide if this ultra-competitive side of you is scary or sexy.” Casey says as he ties Schmitt’s gown.

“It’s scary.” I confirm with a dark glare, “I’m not someone to underestimate Parker and if you all think seeing me sing some Train last night makes me safe you couldn’t be more wrong. I’m getting a surgery even if it’s on one of you.” They all look at me frightened and I grin at them, “May the best man win.”

I run out with DeLuca next to me who whispers as we walk, “I thought they were your friends?”

“It’s first come first serve DeLuca and I will serve fists if they come for my time in the O.R.”

We all go out to the bay where a few EMT’s roll a man out of a gurney and state his stats to Shepherd and Hunt. My focus however is shifted to a commercial truck coming in and I see a broken roller coaster cart in the back with a man and woman inside clearly hurt. The others notice and stand by gaping as well.

“Oh my god.” Qadri says in shock.

I call out first, “Mine!”

“No, I saw it first!” Helm claims.

I face Helm with an angry look, “No you didn’t!” We start to yell over each other on who gets to assist and I don’t even know what either of us are saying. The other interns walk around us clearly annoyed by our competitive natures.

“Hey!” Hunt yells and we stop to look at him, “One of you stop yelling and come over here we need two interns including Roy.”

We both point at each other and yell out in unison, “Her!” We argue again.

“Enough!” Hunt yells out again and we stop, “She-Karev you go to the clinic they don’t need an intern at the cart Helm come with me.”

I gape at him, “Wh-But I-”

“Now.” Hunt says with finality causing me to shut up and glare at Helm who grins at me victoriously.

“Shut up.” I say before going back inside to the clinic. I angrily take my gown and gloves off to get ready to suture for the rest of the day. I was ordered to get xeroform by the nurse and go to the supply closet. I see Jo is also inside getting supplies and approach her, “Hey where do you need me?”

“Uh take beds 1 to 3 if you have any questions talk to me when I’m not busy and looking at today I am going to be.” She looks up and notices the look in my face, “No scrubbing in today huh?”

I shake my head, “Nope and you know what I think I would have if Hunt wasn’t on the case. Damn it this wouldn’t have happened if we spent the night in my place instead of his. Sure he would’ve had a broken ankle but he can walk away from that.”

Jo sighs and looks at me with gauze in her arms, “Look Hunt is a trauma surgeon and a soldier he’s meticulous and impartial I’m sure whatever happened isn’t as bad as you make it out to be.”

I raise an eyebrow, “Isn’t as bad as I think? So walking in on your boss this morning enjoying a post coital breakfast with the sister of the guy your dating is just something that happens everyday?” Jo’s eyes widen, “Because I don’t think I got the memo.”

Jo tries to stay calm and not laugh, “Um…so when you say post coital does that mean…?”

I curl my lips in disgust, “She was the only one with clothes and it was a thin apron.” Jo laughs out loud and I look at her with a grin confirming it was as bad as I thought, “And I almost broke my elbow and DeLuca came out and saw it all.” This makes Jo laugh harder and I start to laugh too shaking my head at my own expense, “Oh god that was so humiliating nothing is gonna top that.”

Jo stops and smiles, “Oh really? My intern year I was sleeping at Alex’s house and the chief of surgery walked in, thought I was his girlfriend and felt me up like we were teenagers under the bleachers.”

I chuckle at her story impressed, “Okay that almost beat’s mine. Not by much but still.”

“The chief of surgery at the time was Hunt.” I look at her shocked and we laugh at how we both had a horrifying encounter with the chief of trauma, “Yep I win now come on there’s a major trauma and everything minor was moved to the clinic.”

I tsk, “Nothing like resetting bones and stitching up clowns to get over seeing your boss’s MD.”

Jo grins, “That’s the spirit.” Jo and I leave the closet and get back to the clinic. I walk over to bed 1 where DeLuca is already with the unconscious patient. She’s a young girl about 12 maybe 13 and she has a neck brace as well a bandage over her shoulder and she has hand restraints.

“Hey what do we got?”

“14-year-old female, trampled, shoulder dislocation, GCS is unknown she hasn’t woken up yet.” DeLuca looks over the monitor, “Vitals are stable but I’m concerned about a head injury so when she wakes up do an exam and make sure there’s no blood in the urine.”

“Got it.” I apply betadine on a scratch on her forehead and she opens her eyes slowly, “Hey your okay you were in an accident, your at the hospital.”

Andrew checks her vitals with a stethoscope, “Can you tell us your name?” The next second she goes on red alert because she starts to thrash around and her vitals skyrocket from the monitor beeping fast and loud, “Whoa, whoa we need some help here!”

I try to hold her down with DeLuca as a couple of nurses arrive, “Ma’am you may have fractured your spine and any sudden move could cause permanent paralysis.” She’s still thrashing around though.

“Damn it she’s a fighter.” DeLuca tries but fails to keep her still, “Tighten the restraints.”

“Please we need you to cooperate!” I groan and look for other injuries and notice she’s moving her hands the most and it suddenly hits me why she’s not listening, “Stop, stop, stop! Everyone stop let her go!” They all stop and the girl calms down and stops moving and her vitals stabilize.

Andrew looks at the scene confused and asks me, “What is it?”

“Um…” I take a second to put my hands up and sign as I speak to the girl, “Are you deaf?”

The girl looks at me surprised but nods slightly, Andrew understands, “So the spasms was her trying to communicate.”

“Yeah, take the restraints off.” The nurses take them off and I continue to use what I learned in college, “Okay um…can you read lips?” She nods, “Great, what’s your name?”

She puts her right hand up and signs the letters of her name, Darcy.

“Everyone this is Darcy. Hi Darcy, I’m Dr. Karev and this is Dr. DeLuca. Do you remember what happened?”

“I remember people pushing me and running I didn’t know why but the next thing I was on the ground and people were stepping on me.” Darcy explains as DeLuca checks her neuro exam.

“Okay can you wiggle your toes for us?” I ask and Darcy does that to my relief, “Your…” I try to come up with a term since I only know regular signing, “Your legs are working but we need to rule out any other injuries.”

“Can you tell her what’s going on and that she needs an MRI to rule out a spinal injury?”

“I can try but medical ASL isn’t part of my fluency.” I turn to the girl and try to sign what I know, “Darcy we have to…check your spine to make sure it’s not…hurt.” Darcy looks at me amused and I chuckle at her expression, “Yeah I know medical signing is not my forte but don’t worry we’ll get someone to explain what’s happening right away.”

Andrew turns to a nurse, “Get an interpreter to bed 1.” The nurse leaves, “Ask her where her parents are.”

“Where are your parents? Were they at the carnival with you?” I face her directly because it’s been a while since I actually used it.

Darcy shakes her head, “No I was with some friends from school. They were at the house of mirrors when I went to go to the restroom. That’s when I became Mufasa in The Lion King.” I chuckle at that reference with DeLuca looking at us confused, “I have their numbers on my phone.”

“Okay we have to call them and let them know how you’re doing do you have your phone with you right now?”

Darcy thinks before responding, “I had it in my purse and I don’t know where it went after the accident.”

I turn to DeLuca who looks at me with a grin clearly impressed causing me to have butterflies in my stomach but I interpret through it, “Uh her phone is in her purse and her parents’ numbers are on it but she doesn’t know where it is. Could it be at the park?”

“Probably not it most likely got lost in the ambulance.” He turns to a nurse, “Check the logs and call the ambulance she was in so we can get her purse here and call her folks.” The nurse nods and DeLuca turns to me, “Where did you learn sign language?”

“I took a class in college.” I explain, “I figured if I was gonna use my hands to save lives, I should also use them to speak and look it paid off.”

Andrew chuckles and turns to Darcy; a man arrives a second later.

“Hi, you called for an interpreter?”

“Yes thank god.” I exhale in relief and turn to Darcy, “Okay Darcy this is your medical interpreter because my medical signing is…” I make a fart sign and raspberry causing her to chuckle, “Yeah okay you can take over I better book that MRI. I’ll see you later Darcy.” I walk away to book an MRI.

#greys anatomy #amber karev #andrew deluca #jo wilson #elizabeth gillies #liz gillies #headcanon #deafawareness #deafculture #deafpride

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